Smile Graphic

"In the past, the goddess wanted to protect all the children in the world. In the present, a little girl has sworn revenge amid tears of farewell. In the future, a young man will wish to live the next day, to see the innocent smile of his sisters..." The union of the three wishes, from different times and worlds, brings us to Andeavor. Reincarnated in a world dominated by the influence of the demon lord, Kurone Nakano, an ordinary young man, has been commissioned to be the "lolicon slayer", an unlikely hero with the sole purpose of protecting innocent smiles. However, as he comes into contact with people from that world, his mission becomes increasingly difficult. Church, nobles, heroes and demons become his enemies and all he has to survive the hard journey is a loli equipped with an M16A2. Grit your teeth! Pull the trigger! The season for hunting lolicons is open!

"Mainland High school of all,How dare you mention that without respect"A student screamed at a passer-by who saw her in her uniform and insulted her. "Do you really know the repercussions of mentioning that name without a proper respect?"She snarled at the passer-by causing him to choke to death only with the look in her eyes. Mainland High school known outside the school area and with the School is a school of the Supernaturals by everyone in the school. Looking for EVIL, Mainland highschool is the best. Looking for Good it's still the best in that aspect, Mainland Highschool very deadly and also not deadly, it just depends on your purpose in that school. It may scream H£LL and to may some people it maybe not... ***Extract from the book*** "Your death is going to be in vain because an hopeless being is gone"Selina mocked " I'm still happy that I was given a respect as an hopeless being, what about you...Your corpse is going to be thrown into the dark sea and you will be a lunch for the fishes with three heads, in short words you will be a treat to the sea monsters" Autumn replied with a smile " How dare you?"Selina hollered in anger " Stop yelling or else you want your voice to sound like that of frog croaking sound,kro kro"Autumn mocked and walk away leaving her alone This angered Selina more as she raised her and to carry Autumn away with her powers but she felt her legs leaving the ground. "Who is that?" She screamed in fear lunged all over her body, her whole body trembled. "Your worst nightmare..."

Luke sat behind the wheel of his car, driving his fiancée, Fiona, to their university. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous. After all, Fiona was one of the richest girls on campus, and she was his fiancée. He wanted to make a good impression on her and her friends. As they pulled up to the university gates, Fiona's friends were already there, waiting for her. They were all dressed in designer clothes and expensive jewelry, laughing and chatting loudly. Fiona's smile faded when she saw Luke's old car, which was not as shiny and flashy as her friends' cars. "Luke, can't you drive a decent car?" she said, rolling her eyes. The other girls giggled and snickered, and Luke felt his cheeks flush with embarrassment. Fiona's friends were quick to follow her lead and started making fun of his clothes, his car, and his manners. They teased him about being poor and being unworthy of Fiona's love. Luke felt a pang of hurt in his chest. He had always known that Fiona came from a wealthy family, but he had never expected her to be so cruel. He had thought that their love was based on something deeper than material possessions.

Even though he merely rescued a stray dog after school, Claude unexpectedly became the 'chosen one for dogs,' burdened with the task of guarding the gates of hell, a role he vehemently refused in his heart. Yet, in this relentless world, there was no escape. Hellcats infiltrated the mortal realm, ruthlessly slaughtering the innocent. The enigmatic Azure Faction organization instilled panic, while the name of Satan echoed through the dark of night... Thus, an ordinary high schooler donned multiple layers of disguise, and legends of Shifangcheng started to multiply. Golden retrievers, Samoyeds, border collies, German shepherds; protagonists, antagonists, undercover agents, judges—the canine personas vividly acted out my intertwined history of love and hate, inadvertently saving the world. A regular high school student casually passed by a battleground, offering a faint smile as they neatly tucked away the battle-worn dog costumes back into their backpack.

I narrowed my eyes at him and caught glimpse of a guy, standing in a corner and what’s weird is that he wasn’t dancing. He seemed different and odd for all this. He’s looking in my direction, very still and I can see him intermittently. The hat makes it harder to discern. Except for the creepy, fiendish smile, raising the edges of his mouth real slowly. I squinted my eyes at him. He tugged his hat from the right, an expression of a muted Hi! I nodded reflexively and opened my mouth to call Frank, who was busy with stuffing ice cubes in two glasses of beer. “Hey!” I called with my hurting head. “What?” he asked the glasses. “Who’s that? Someone new?” I pointed at him. Frank gave up the stuffing and looked in his direction. “Haven’t seen him before” he said with confusion. . . . Elijah Heath, an eighteen year old teenager was stalked by someone. Read to know who was he? And what made him behave this strangely. Does someone REALLY follows her? Or she's hallucinating like others say? . . . "Is someone there?", I moped around the dim-litted living room. "Guess it's just me. I'm making excuses to cease. No, Elijah! You have to finish this up!". As I ascended three steps, I realized a change in the air pressure around me, an odd creak and a clear presence of heat_ behind me. My breath abated. Just as I plucked the nerve to turn, my ankle was grasped and I slided down as some hand pulled me. My knees rubbed along the hard steps. **Caution**: Contains extremely disturbing content. Read only if you can stand murder and blood descriptions else you might feel nauseous.

Qian Jun (mc) : What I a 30 year old man transmigrated as 18 year villain chaebol, but why the f** the plot so cliche. Heroine(1) : Why is this guy so hateful and scumy compared to that guy. Protagonist (1) : Why are these " crazy mad scientists" know about my power, who told them? Protagonist(2) : Why is my sister in that bastard arms? Protagonist (3): What your only sister, here my whole family's women are in that bastard arms. Qian Jun : Whole world is my chess board, I'll play with anyone women and who go against me...heh... no matter even if it's heaven sons...they will suffer...hehe...what you think I'll kill them...nah ....death is too light for these species. Heroines  : Why is that guy cold smile more attractive than those guys fake kindness. Qian Jun : Hahaha ...these arrogant puny guys, did they leave their brain with their creator. These delusional guys are the only brainless guys in the whole plot. Heroines : I'm sure Qian Jun will pamper me. Qian Jun : hehehe....here you will earn for my 'villain love' not the other way around girls. ......... Please add the book to your library. I'll upload all days, except when I'm sick or has some emergency. So please show this work some support. I'll upload more chapters on readers demand.

Madam Ottiline's words trickled down his ears as he felt super pumped about the news he had just heard. His heavy gaze lingered on her as he got hitched through myriads of thoughts within himself. If everything was true, it meant that his current grave peril would be reversible. He chuckled sably and inwardly to himself at the hardy Boyz. He couldn't help but be gleeful about their reactions when they found out who he was. He felt a tug of relief etched in his heart. "I need to check on my foster mom, grandma," He implored facing Ottiline who nodded her head and not in repugnance. Her lips curved into a broad smile as she spoke with her lips twitching upwards in an amicable manner. "Of course dear. You can confirm it for yourself, then she would be able to confirm how she and your foster Dad found you to keep you safe and bring you up to this point," Ottiline voice boomed in an aced manner. Axel's life had a massive breakthrough when his true identity as the son of the richest Entrepreneur in the world was unravelled. From being japed and bullied in High school, he ends up at the top and investigates a dark secret about his true wealthy parent's death.

Arthur didn't had any dreams, his only hope was to be a loyal husband and a son in law everyone will soon appreciate. But when the people he considered as family stabbed him, Arthur's brokenheart soon revealed his identity. "Arthur," The man's smile widened, "You have been chosen, my descendant." Arthur now have powers but everything is not perfect yet. As a strange secret lies underneath the great powers he has come to possess.

Long before gods walked among mortals and kingdoms dared dream of power, there was Alister—a being not born, but declared into existence by the will of the world itself. Wielding strength beyond comprehension and a charisma that swayed empires, he vanished at the peak of his reign. Some claimed he ascended. Others swore he was sealed. All agreed: if Alister returned, the world would never be the same. Five centuries later, reality tears open. From a rift beyond space and time, Alister walks once more into a world unrecognizable—skyscrapers scraping the heavens, dragons living in the shadows, and mysterious abominations known as Nullborn haunting the land. With a smile on his lips and golden eyes that see through fate itself, Alister steps into a modern age... and accidentally collides with Jade, a full-blooded dragon hiding her past behind emerald eyes and forced smiles. As chaos erupts and monstrous forces rise, Alister's presence alone shakes the balance of peace. Though he seems calm, even kind, there is something deeply unsettling about him—something not even Jade, with all her ancient blood, can explain. When blood is spilled and oaths are broken, fear spreads like wildfire. Now hunted by those sworn to uphold peace, and watched by forgotten cults that once worshipped him, Alister must rediscover why he was made—and what his return truly means for the world. Because some legends were buried for a reason.

"Mr. Verus,” she said, “the surgery has already been paid for.” Cassius blinked, stunned. “What? By who?” Before the nurse could respond, a tall, imposing figure appeared. The man was impeccably dressed, his presence commanding attention. “I paid for it,” the man said, his deep voice resonating in the sterile corridor. Cassius stood, his body tense. “Who are you?” The man smiled faintly, extending a hand. “Augustus Verus,” he said. “Your father.” Shock coursed through Cassius. “My father?” he echoed, incredulous. “That’s impossible.” “It’s the truth,” Augustus said, pulling out a neatly folded envelope. Inside were photographs, documents—proof of their connection. “I’ve been watching from a distance, waiting for the right moment to step in. And now, it’s time.” Cassius stared at the evidence, his emotions a whirlwind of disbelief, anger, and curiosity. “Why now? Why not before?” Augustus met his gaze steadily. “Because you had to face life’s hardships to grow. But now, you’ve earned the right to know the truth—and the power to change your fate.” He handed Cassius a sleek black card. “This is yours. It grants you access to my wealth. Use it wisely.” Cassius hesitated before taking the card, his fingers trembling. The weight of everything that had happened—his humiliation, his sister’s injury, and now this revelation—threatened to overwhelm him. But as he looked at Augustus, determination flickered in his eyes. “I’ll use this,” he said quietly, “to protect Vinna—and to repay everyone who looked down on me.” Augustus nodded, a faint smile on his lips. “Then I trust you won’t disappoint me, son.” Cassius watched as Augustus walked away, leaving him standing in the sterile hallway, a man reborn."